" I looked in the direction Whitney was pointing in time to see Rhonda and Donna come through the dining room door. Holy shit! My mind vaguely registe...ed that Rhonda was wearing the same dress she wore for Easter, but I couldn't take my eyes off Donna. Everyone applauded as I approached to take her hand and flashes went off from half a dozen cameras.I offered her the orchid corsage and she held out her left wrist. It was a damned good thing we chose a wrist corsage. I didn't dare even think. .. yeah, of course."My mom then said, "Well, then come over here and give your aunt a big kiss."With that Eddie got up from the sofa, my mother and him embraced and began tongue kissing. My mother then told Eddie to feel up her body, with his hands. Eddie began rubbing up my mother's tits and ass, then my mom told him to sit back down and watch as she danced for us.My mother then started moving sexily to the music, which evolved into a lewd, sleazy, tease dance, which had all of us cheering her. Ahh ... I caught a five-pound bass last week." I'm happy for you. I'm glad you moved down here."When I left, Grandma was still on the phone. I don't think it was the same call, but she was still on the phone, and just waved to me as I left.I woke early and did my workout. When the meeting started at nine, I had eaten and cleaned up. We met down in the new office, and when I saw it, I realized that it was bigger than I thought it would be. Doug explained that he was just a year away from getting. “You’re serious aren’t you?” “Uh huh.” “But why a slut? That’s such a dirty thing to be.” “Look, being called a slut simply means that others are acknowledging that I get more sex than them. For a nymphomaniac that is a compliment.” “You not a nympho,” a puzzled look framed her face, “are you?” “You tell me. I masturbate from three to four times a day on average. At school I wonder what kind of lay the teacher might be and would he consider having sex with a student. I wonder if that.